should we learn to let go? or have we already given up?
it meant too much to me in the past, everything else was just overshadowed.
yes, selfish i was.
this time, things have escalated to a point where nothing really mattered anymore.
the term 'best friends' seems rather ironic now.
there are times i find myself pulling my hair out, trying to piece everything back together again.
it was so beautiful at first, wasnt it?
what seemed like a perfect image is now shattered into pieces.
cant we bring it back?
cant we fix it?
we were all hurt.
strange, isnt it?
i have been using the past tense all these while.
yes, it is all in the past now.
we can never be like that again.
but we can still be friends.
just not that kind of friends anymore.

朋友的朋友　我們最後的定位
疏離得讓自己　都好想流淚
朋友的朋友　我們最後的關聯
隱藏好的傷悲　不想被你感覺

聽見你名字　還有心跳的感覺
朋友不知情所以才沒發現
經過多少年　傷痕才會看不見
寂寞的尊嚴別常到你那邊

有時候以為　我能微笑去面對
有時心酸到呼吸都聽見

人總會難免　拿回憶跟現實敷衍
因為人生對自己殘忍了一點
聽到你的愛　也提醒我該去變
我想念的愛已無法實現